And then come the moments when you feel married.
A few days ago I needed Jason’s help in a way I never imagined I ever would. I got stuck in a girdle. He had to pry it loose.
Okay. So I just had a baby and my belly just looks different. I found an innocent looking camisole that was labeled “shape wear”. Sounds so harmless. I never even suspected it would attack me, tie me up and hold me hostage.
I got in it with only minimal groaning and gnashing of teeth. But then, while I was trying to take it off, it pounced and left me stranded with both arms above my head, unable to move. I was forced to call for help and although Jason wasn’t completely surprise I was in such a strange state of affairs, the situation did call for a bit of explaining.
I was again thankful to be married to such a strong, patient and helpful man.
Jason, you’re my hero.